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What glues everything together |
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Truth is like fire: when you know, it burns you from within. |
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Hide your drunkenness from the wickets |
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Sometime small things are more spacious than the vast things. |
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The farther we go the farther we venture in understanding of the past |
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How long do I have to paddle along |
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Their crusade has never ended |